Su Chan looked at them nervously at the beginning for fear that their words would surpass her own. But when they finished writing, Su Chan was relieved and secretly proud: Fortunately, she practiced brush with her master much before, otherwise she would make a fool of herself today! Although my classmates write well, they are still behind me.

When Cao Yi and others finished writing one by one, Su Chan put down a big stone in her heart. She saw that although the words of Cao Yi and Liu Yuehong were beautiful, they were not as smart as themselves and lacked a lasting charm. On the contrary, the most demonic martial uncle Zhuang Yating wrote a beautiful and fresh thin gold body, which surprised everyone.

Li Yundong saw that everyone's calligraphy was different and beautiful. Although he didn't understand calligraphy, he also felt that all these words were extremely beautiful. He nodded and praised: "yes, they are all good words. I didn't expect you to have a good hand."

He looked up at Ruan Hongling and said, "Hongling, don't you write?"

Ruan Hongling answered and was about to pick up her pen to write, but when she just picked up her pen, she seemed to think of something. She asked, "immortal Li, as the leader, why don't you write?"

Li Yundong shook his hands: "no, no, I can still draw ghosts. I can't write anything."

Ruan Hongling didn't believe it and snorted: "do you think your identity is different now and won't take it easy?"

When she said this, other people also laughed: "headmaster, write one!"

Li Yundong refused, but his heart crossed, rolled his sleeve and said loudly, "well, since you are willing to die, I am willing to bury! I'll be ready to insert my eyes later!"

The crowd laughed, but they were more and more curious. They all came forward to watch.

They saw Li Yundong pick up his pen and draw a circle on the rice paper, and the circle was irregular. They were stunned and said to themselves: what is this?

After a while, Li Yundong picked up his pen and drew a circle. This time, the circle was a long strip with a strip on it. The people were full of fog and became more and more puzzled. They talked one after another: "what did the leader write?"

Su Chan said with a chuckle, "Yundong, are you really drawing ghost symbols?"

Li Yundong ignored her and finally drew a circle. This time, the circle was bigger than the first two, with a big tail and a small head. Similarly, there was a strip on the head.

After Li Yundong finished painting, he threw his pen and said loudly, "well, I've finished writing. Insert your eyes!"

Ruan Hongling's face was full of fog: "Hey, what the hell are you doing? What's written here? Which language? Can't it be Martian?"

Su Chan said with a smile, "even if we want to insert our own eyes, we also need to be convinced."

Li Yundong glared at her, then said to Ruan Hongling with a surprised face: "Oh, you know Martian, it's very fashionable!"

Ruan Hongling gave him a white look: "tell me what you wrote!"